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Time passed just like that. The updates came quickly. Today was the ninth day of the new year, and the previous bustle had already faded away.
Sima Chuan woke up early, sitting on the rooftop facing east, quietly waiting for the sunrise. Luo Mengqi and the others also got up one by one, but none of them had slept well, especially since Sima Chuan was about to face a life-and-death battle. When they saw Sima Chuan sitting on the roof, they all climbed up to join him.
The red sun slowly rose in the east, dispelling the darkness and bringing warmth.
After a long while, Sima Chuan turned around and looked at each of them with a smile on his face before saying, "Good morning."
Everyone heard Sima Chuan's plain greeting, but it felt so lonely to them.
"Chuan, please don't go. I won't compete with Luo Mengqi for it; can I just stay here quietly?" Shang Qiong said, tears streaming down her face.
Luo Mengqi was displeased upon hearing Shang Qiong's words. "Hey, what do you mean? What do you mean by not competing? Do you think my Sima Chuan is something you can just take or toss aside? And what do you mean by not going? This matter needs to be resolved anyway. Besides, how could my man not handle this? Stop acting like it's a funeral here!"
Liu Chuan couldn't take it anymore either. "My junior sister, your words are out of line. This is something that must be done. Moreover, it was agreed upon long ago! Are you really trying to stop him from going now? And this is a man's battle, you know? So just let it go. Trust that Sima Chuan will be fine. And Liu Feng, when the time comes, it will definitely be spectacular; remember to record it! This will be a treasure to cherish and enjoy later. Just make sure your skills are up to par."
Liu Feng confidently patted his chest and proudly said, "Don't worry; my skills are definitely fine! I also want to see how our Sima Chuan defeats that impostor. I just hope they don't fight too fiercely; I'm afraid I might get caught in the crossfire before I can even capture it."
"That shouldn't happen; just keep an eye on things."
"Yeah, I want to collect it too; make sure you film it well."
"Me too."
While they were discussing back and forth, Sima Chuan stood up. "Alright, everyone. This matter needs to be resolved sooner or later, and I believe I have the ability to handle it well, so there's no need for everyone to worry." He then looked at Shang Qiong and added, "You don't need to worry too much; I'll be fine. Crying doesn't look good; how about smiling instead?"
A group led by Sima Chuan arrived at the entrance of Fucheng. Lai Liqing, Ouyang Qi, and Dark Qiong were already waiting there. Meanwhile, Sente had been instructed by Lai Liqing to stay at the temporary Training Base to handle subsequent matters.
As soon as Lai Liqing saw Sima Chuan approaching with a group, he sneered, "I thought you wouldn't dare to come." He then pointed at Liu Chuan and his companions, disdainfully saying, "Is this your backup? Seems a bit weak, don't you think?"
"You..." Liu Chuan and the others glared fiercely at Lai Liqing, as if they were about to burst into flames.
However, Lai Liqing continued nonchalantly, "Don't worry, I'll keep these people for you. Once you disappear, we'll start taking over this planet. That's when the real sense of achievement will come, right?"
"Enough with the nonsense. Let's go and settle this quickly," Sima Chuan said as he took the lead and stepped forward.
"Why aren't you fighting inside Fucheng? Afraid of hurting others? Looks like you're still as merciful as ever," Lai Liqing remarked, glancing at the desolate island before them. Sima Chuan remained silent and walked straight toward the center, with Lai Liqing lazily following behind.
Gradually, Sima Chuan slowed his pace. After a short while, he stopped and slowly turned around, his face maintaining its usual calmness.
Lai Liqing lost his previous arrogance and became serious instead because he could sense a confident tranquility emanating from Sima Chuan.
The two stood facing each other while the others retreated to a distance, quietly awaiting the final showdown.
After a moment of tense standoff, a faint glow began to radiate from around Sima Chuan, gradually forming a circle that enveloped him. A chill emanated from the outer edge of the circle as an almost imperceptible layer of ice began to rise. Suddenly, the light surged upward, and countless shards of steel armor rushed toward Sima Chuan simultaneously. The glow slowly dimmed until it vanished completely, revealing Akapa's form in its entirety.
Luo Mengqi immediately sensed the energy radiating from Sima Chuan; it felt like it had increased significantly.
Liu Chuan was taken aback; he hadn't expected Sima Chuan to transform so dramatically.
"Wow, so cool! No wonder he's Sima Chuan."
"You're really powerful."
"Mm-hmm."
...
"It's your turn." Sima Chuan said to Lai Liqing.
"Hehe!" Lai Liqing chuckled. Then, a deep blue light surged around him, wrapping around his body like a serpent, coiling tighter and tighter. In no time, the light completely enveloped Lai Liqing. After that, the light began to transform into steel armor, piece by piece, covering him entirely.
If Sima Chuan's transformation felt calm and effortless, Lai Liqing's exuded an overwhelming and eerie presence.
The scene fell silent as everyone awaited their next moves.
"Draw your sword! As you wish, let's finish this quickly." A massive sword appeared in Lai Liqing's hand.
Sima Chuan let his right hand drop, forming a grip as the Mystic Sword gradually materialized.
With a swift motion, Sima Chuan swung his sword towards Lai Liqing. The two swords clashed, sending a tremendous shockwave that knocked off balance those who had come to watch; many nearly stumbled. Liu Feng's recording equipment almost toppled over as well.
"That's so strong."
"That's fierce."
Sima Chuan thrust his knee upward with force while Lai Liqing pushed back hard, retracting and gripping his sword with one hand as he charged at Sima Chuan, slashing fiercely. Sima Chuan sidestepped with a carefree step and then executed the Carefree Sword Technique, delivering a heavy strike to Lai Liqing's waist.
Lai Liqing, ignoring the wound, lightly jumped and delivered a powerful kick to Sima Chuan's left side.
Both of them came to a halt.
Lai Liqing glanced at the wound and said with a hint of admiration, "Not bad."
Sima Chuan replied calmly, "Likewise."
"Since that's the case, let's have some fun," Lai Liqing smiled for the first time. Then, a faint blue light began to burst forth.
Around Sima Chuan, a light blue glow emanated subtly.
The two grew bolder in their combat, their speed increasing rapidly, while Liu Feng struggled to keep up with the pace.
After a long while, they stopped again. Both were battered and breathing heavily.
"Very impressive, Sima Chuan. I knew you were strong, but I didn't expect you to be this strong. However, I'm sorry. Ouyang Qi, Dark Qiong, go for it."
Upon hearing Lai Liqing's words, Luo Mengqi and the others rushed towards Sima Chuan immediately, but they were still too slow. Ouyang Qi and Dark Qiong reached Sima Chuan's side at lightning speed and attacked him with all their might. Sima Chuan did his utmost to defend himself, but it was futile; he was overwhelmed. Severely injured, he reverted to his original form, lying on the ground with his clothes in tatters, completely drenched in blood.
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